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Taking the vaguelyinteresting questions from http://www.bzoink.com/surveys.php?id=2324:
Favourite game: RPGs of some flavour. I am currently in the process of getting bored with computer-RPGs again.
Favourite song: Currently I have 'Amy Hit The Atmosphere' in my head, but I don't really keep favourite songs.
Favourite music video: I find music videos quite forgettable. The one for Californication has stuck in my head, maybe because it was played a lot by the music channel in Portugal that was actually a porn channel later at night and played about four videos (the other one I remember was 'Freestyler' or something but I hated the song and the video was meh) on loop during the day, and was actually quite cool (like a computer game thing) so I'll go with that one.
Animal: Kitties! Except I'm not so keen on the idea of actually keeping one because I'm lazy and they do need some looking after to make them not defecate all over your house and scratch everything to bits.
Sport: By the end of sixth form, I'd actually started to quite like some sports; specifically Hockey and Lacrosse, because not only could you do a lot by standing around and looking intimidating, you had a big stick to do the intimidating with...
Country: Here. I've been to other countries and their climates suck. Unfortuantely our climate is changing to emulate them. I used to quite like Germany, too; I seem to remember they had their school system sorted out quite nicely and stuff, and aren't too horribly extreme in terms of weather, and I get on with their language apart from the Three Genders Assigned At Random problem. We do the best food, too; nice simple plain stuff which doesn't make me ill.
Movie: I'm still saying Pi here. I have seen a lot of very fun movies since, but nothing that even comes close.
Food: Despite being fussy, I like all kinds of food; bread and chocolate and fish and rice and pasta and cheese and mushrooms and ripe nectarines all rank really quite highly and draw with each other. There are probably a good many other things I've forgotten. What food I like changes very much with my mood. Crispy duck and *decent* sauce (many places, like where I ate with XF people, don't make it sweet enough) and pancakes is probably my favourite savory thing, and for sweet things it has to be that black cherry pie filling stuff from Sainsburies, which is terrible for me and doesn't really go *with* anything but is Really Nice just to eat.
Do you have a stalker: A guy I didn't know from KEGS emailed me the other day saying he'd read my website and my journal and generally asking me out. I told him that he should read my journal a little more thoroughly and work out I already had a boyfriend, but was polite and friendly anyhow. I collect stalkers.
(Also whilst clearing out my email, I found The Most Bizzare Porn Spam I've Had Yet - 'See movies of Shauna getting down on fish'. Um. Yeah.)
What do you do at school: Currently I do in lectures pretty much what I did at school; write stuff on my Psion. Except now it's more likely to be a diary than a novel or some Haylar. I need to colour and post more Haylar.
What do you do at home: Play computer games and get nothing done. Feel guilty. Run around in the hour before my mother gets home from work trying to do everything I was meant to do that day.
What do you do outside: Get from one place to another by the most expedient route. I used to walk and explore for the fun of it but I don't tend to any more, because of the great and terrible apathy and the computer games, and also because I have to walk around a lot in term-time anyway and I don't like walking around exploring-ly in even vaguely inhabited areas because I'm scared of people.
What do you do when you first wake up: Run downstairs and get a glass of water before I die of dehydration, generally.
What food do you hate: For the actual taste of them, brussel sprouts and broccoli; bitter and sour tastes don't appeal to me in any way whatsoever and I don't understand people who deliberatly seek them out. There is also a wide range of food that my body hates, mostly under the descriptor 'hot' or 'spicy', but also tomatoes and onions. And I'm ludicrously over-sensitive to capascin, which I recently re-discovered at Nandos when even their 'Not Spicy At All, Honest' flavour was far too spicy for me.
What colour do you hate: There is a part of the spectrum that starts just after turquiose and goes around to maroon, through green and yellow and red; I am not too keen on that side of the spectrum, and like the other side. That said, I'm much more easy-going on the matter than I used to be, and can even tolerate brick-red and orange and swamp green. Hair colour is not an appreciably different subject, although mostly I don't pay much attention.
I don't watch TV, but I am sure there are many programs out there deserving of my scorn.
The one thing I hate about clothing styles is Deliberately Uncomfortable Things. Oh, and dressing up small children in 'sexy' outfits, especially ones with actual text inviting people to think of them in a sexual way. I imagine the parents who dress their kids up in such things would be horrified if someone actually took their child up on one of the invitations they're wearing, so why do they do it?
Movies that I would probably dislike are very easy to avoid, and mostly I would dislike them because they sound dull, so my limited store of hatred doesn't come into it.
I'm kind of blank right now, really. I'm eating and wondering how long I can spod before I need to run around packing and tidying.
Everyone makes their own religion. It's just some people base it on more stuff that other people also believe in than others.
Has anybody never tried writing backwards? Surprisingly enough, given I suck at writing forwards, I also suck at writing backwards.
A friend from primary school and I once put together a magazine for our Brownie pack. It had lots of weird computer art and some stories and poetry. We had a competition which got a grand total of one entry. It didn't really take off. We only made about three issues.
I can also not believe that anybody old enough to read this quiz and write answers to it has not at some point 'drawn art'. They might not have accepted that what they drew was art, but even so.
A person who has never got angry with a game is a person who is lying. I am pretty sure that even Jesus has from time to time got angry with a game, for perfectly good reasons to do with the damage it's doing to the players. This is not a good 'have you ever' question. I regularly get angry with games because I can't complete them.
Mm, Lacrosse. Lacrosse is like hockey except with *more* danger of putting someone's eye out. What's not to love?
I have somehow managed to never break a bone. This is probably because I am puny and do not have the strength to do anything likely to break bones. I have also managed never to have any bones broken, which is significantly more surprising.
I was bought some black hair-dye once, but I never actually used it, because I think my hair would be awkward to dye and even more awkward to grow the dye out of. I did end up with some pink spray-dye in my hair once but that washed out fine.
I have never, and I intend never, to put in contact lenses. The whole idea of contact lenses makes me shudder. I am fiercely overprotective of my eyes. Sight is what I enjoy most in the world.
For the purposes of swimming alone, define 'alone'. I have gone swimming off into the sea out of sight of anyone but strangers who weren't really paying attention, and I've gone swimming in a pool in a villa when everyone else was busy inside, but I'm not sure either of these count.
Things that come to mind when I read 'Intelligentence'. Firstly - "You can't spell." Secondly - "It's quite a good guess if you have no idea of the spelling but you know the word intelligent and vaguely how words form."
Stupidity - The president of the USA, but mostly because Naath rants too much about Americans.
Depress - "A button?" and the joke about how the buttons will cope with their depression from the Civ II manual.
It is about this point at which I lose things to do with memory associations. *mutter*
Blood - A flicker of a wall covered in blood, "Mm", "Lick the blood off the walls, razor blade love in her hands" from Echobelly
Blue - A flicker of a kind of dull grey-blue, the mood, and "I'm blue, dah dah dee dah dah daa" from some awful song somewhere which for some reason was played in French class concerning a dog called Arrow by Mrs Gulliver on a very weird and surreal tape half in French. Also Madame Blueberry from Veggie Tales.
Gray - Gunmetal Grey, and the scene where they're repainting the grey on Red Dwarf.
Sword - 'Shing!' and LARP in general. Also Naath's fake sword at DWCon.
Golf - Brief picture of a man playing golf, then golf balls in a charity shop that I saw the other day.
Soccer - Various pictures of football being played, and the football clips shown in church the other day to illustrate 'bad luck', I'm not quite sure why because I failed to follow the sermon at all.
Yellow - Pikachu.
Socks - Long rainbow socks like girl-in-Economics-class-and-Further-Maths-who-might-have-been-one-of-the-Helens used to wear.
Ribbon - Several confused pictures of ribbons, then the blue ribbon that I tied people up with and ribbon-bows in pigtails.
I don't play sports now people don't force me to; I don't have time. I do have a lot of friends, or at least I have a lot of people who know my name and say 'hi' to me and would help me out in an emergency; I have vast crowds of them, and slightly fewer that I actually keep up with and know, for instance, the names of, but still quite a hoarde.
I am assuming 'Write good' is a deliberate play on the subject. Yes, I do 'write good', although often I speak sentances that desperately need to be taken out and shot.
I would eat a lot if I let myself; I don't tend to get full very easily. However, I would also get fat and that would be vaguely awkward, so I don't.
Neither Friday nor December have much significance for me.
I hope I give good advice. I know I talk rubbish. I play too many games. I like hats, but I don't often get a chance to wear them; I did a lot in winter when it was cold because despite what people say my hair is nowhere near sufficient head insulation. I do like to be outside when the weather is decent, and I wish they'd hurry up and sort out pervasive Internet so I could wander around with my hip-keyboard and my monitor glasses and spod and walk at the same time. (I can generally read and walk at the same time without crashing into people, at about 3/4 normal pace, so I should be okay at this.) Everybody is continually mad; 'mad' is ill-defined like that. People who look always happy are also lying, possibly to themselves. I don't think a person can judge for themselves whether they are a good friend or not, and the question is always 'a good friend to who?' because some things are mutually exclusive.
Night, snow, moon, pool, plane, books, Yu-Gi-Oh (the art's better), black, green (mm, Mary Sue colours), trousers, rock, emo, neither, ring, clouds, art (some art is good and the term is more all-encompassing; once something's 'literature', it's mostly all over), both, dancing, may (it's a prettier word), Christmas (a little less self-righteousness around, although not by much), neither, hug!
Not that I was bored, or anything. Oh no. Also, I have just eaten lunch and I am still starving. I did only have a banana for breakfast because of the invasion of the pixies at 9:30am when I was still asleep, though, and not having a proper breakfast always makes me starving the rest of the day...
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I only figured it out after Neil mentioned the fact.
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Although 'quiem knows you two IRL so that's possibly why.
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stalk youread your journal, and I didn't realise... lucky guy:)no subject
I underwent that very same process in any school hols from the age of about 14 upwards!
And I would say that the topic under discussion and all this firsting, seconding, thirding and fourthing is silliness embodied. I'm not going to say whether it was obvious to me or not ;-) [sticky-outy-tonguey]
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Pet hate here too.
December doesn't make you think of Christmas?